I have made it to finals. I have no clue how I made it this far. The last time I will perform on this show. And the last week of freedom before I am in a hospital. I better make it count. I am singing Hold On and my nerves fade away after singing a few words. I give it my all. Then it's time to find out who is the winner. My nerves come back. I stand and wait to hear who won. I look into the crowd and people made signs with my name on it. Overwhelming with the love from the fans. I could never picture myself here. Miracles do exist.
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Fight Song
RomanceSome say that cancer means that it's the end of the world, but it's just the beginning of a whole new journey.
